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Decapitated Saints - Vader
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Decapitated Saints Vader

Decapitated Saints - Vader
Black rotting blood invades my ailing flesh
Destroys and burns me down alive
Ulcerated lips stinking of death
Excommunicated creators of mine
Blasphemous words and eyes that bleed
In horrible never ending torments
Waiting for hell my dead body looks ahead
That will be soon the end

Prepare you to die
That comes unexpectedly
Ask nobody why?
It's just an inevitable thing

Still existing mind being in deadly fear
Soon will be only heap of musty rot
Tongue, heart and all my guts shall be
Digested by the necrophagic grubs
No hope I must die and turn to ashen dust
My soul will fly away to realms of dead
Absurd resistance, I feel darkness takes my soul
I'm only, after all, the slave of hell

Raise from this grave
Is fear in your eyes?
You have to leave your flesh
Still wait for you, decapitated saints
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